Man fell from the sky and hit his noggin
Bleeding on the crossroads he started rhyming
But you gotta promise me you gotta promise
Don’t tell nobody bout this just being honest
I heard he was a rapper and a giant
He was on the church steps but he was kicking science
Drawing on the dollars, studying the cosmics
Surrendered to the woman and he traveled by toboggan
Break the brittle system like a cheddar biscuit
Taking all the swords to the picket fences
Taking all this war to the boards and switches
Loving two or more in his morning britches
Mad superstitious, led a mass new militia
Snatch the cash from the rich, mixing up the social clubs at Buena Vista
All designer privilege, afro-futuristic
Strapped up on his uniform and now they apprehensive
Genocide still genocide, thank the lord that you still alive
I’m a wild boy, I’ma stay alive, I been alive,
I’ma stay alive

More feral, more feral more feral kids
Not sterile not sterile not sterile kids
More feral more feral, not sterile not sterile

Sun shining, hallelujah
Call up Buckley, and Leonard Cohen, too
I know the former’s fate, so I go to the other side
To jet ski and drink tea in the afterlife
Ice cream and apple pie
Ever so apropos
Man ascended from soil for more than tapping toes
The skin is shedding, we’re beginning a new episode
No longer wooed by the one-dimension centerfolds
It’s finger foods, it’s fickle feuds, see, when you lit the fuse,
Those little things don’t cut the mustard like they used to do
Keeping it moving on that walk, man, Sony
Catching people misstepping and putting ketchup on their coneys, ah!

You thought you knew those kids, you thought you knew em
You thought you knew those kids, you thought you knew em